Hua Wuying slapped Hua Wuque on the back of the head and said, "This is your father."
"Little fat man, I will give you seven days to recover all your memories. You will be my son in this life. I will give you a name."
In the last life, Hua Wuque was very wicked. In this life, he was his father and couldn't let him be wicked. He thought about it and said, "You should call me Ning Youde."
"Youde, why don't you thank your father." Hua Wuying said. She didn't know Hua Wuque's previous life, so naturally she didn't know the meaning of his name.
Luo Banxian knew Hua Wuque, and when she heard Ning Fan's married name, she wanted to laugh a little, but she felt a sense of loss in her heart.
Hua Wuying did the same thing to Ning Fan as she did. Why do they look so happy and happy when they have children?
Logically speaking, you shouldn't feel this way. You have already purified yourself.
The fat boy's big eyes were sly and he asked tentatively: "Dad, I think the name Ning Youde conflicts with my destiny. Can I call him Ning Wude or Ning Quede?"
"You can't change it. Let me tell you, if you dare to change your name without permission, I will slap your butt into a barcode."
"Don't dare!"
"Boy, you only have one year to restore all your memories to me, do you understand?"
"One year, I'll do it as soon as possible."
Ning Fan also had a huge headache because Hua Wuque was reincarnated as his son.
Over the course of a year, Ning Fan also practiced on his own, and also improved Hua Wuying's cultivation as much as possible.
If she insists on going with him, it means that she has made up her mind.
Hua Wuying leaned into Ning Fan's words and said breathlessly: "Why, I feel like they are visiting us."
"Then guess who it will be?"
"Could it be that......"
Suddenly Ning Fan raised her head, and Hua Wuying made a high-pitched voice. Her realm had been improving, but Ning Fan's physical body was too powerful.
Even though he tried his best and used three methods of support one after another, he was no match for Ning Fan.
Hua Wuying said: "Then why don't you go find him? No matter what happens this time, dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, why not be free for once."
"This woman is too arrogant, but I believe she will beg me soon."
In the past six months, the fat boy has grown to eighteen years old, and all his memories have been restored. He is very depressed because he has been reborn as Ning Fan's son.
A year later, I set foot on this place again in Kunlun Mountain.
"Ning Fan..."
"Call Dad!" Ning Fan gave the fat boy a critical blow.
Hua Wuying chuckled lightly, with a happy smile, and when she saw a peerless figure appeared on the left.
It was Luo Banxian who had not appeared this year, but both Hua Wuying and Ning Fan knew that she was secretly visiting her, and sometimes they deliberately played exciting games to stimulate her.
"You don't need to go. With your talent, you can definitely advance to a higher level." Ning Fan said.
Luo Banxian shook his head and said: "In the past year, I have understood that I can't get past it. As you said, we do not belong to this era."
"Well, let's go!"
When several people arrived at the giant bronze door, the fat boy began to make secrets. They needed to cooperate with Ning Fan's restrictions to open it.
This time, with the help of the fat boy, the giant bronze door really opened.
There was a light curtain inside, and a few people walked in with frowning eyes. The scene changed, and it was a desolate world.